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SOMEWHERE IN MIRROR MIRROR LAND she belts out a tune into her pink hairbrush he plays lead tennis racket the mirror watches their every move a bird listens on a tree outside joins in every now and then they are recording their songs over Mum's BEST OF ABBA it's better Mum doesn't know this Dad bangs on the ceiling with the sweeping brush "Hey...that's quite niffty!" later they grow up to be Punk Goths they call themselves PINK HAIRBRUSH AND A TENNIS RACKET
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Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 8:09 PM UTC
SOMEWHERE IN MIRROR MIRROR LAND
SOMEWHERE IN MIRROR MIRROR LAND she belts out a tune into her pink hairbrush he plays lead tennis racket the mirror watches their every move a bird listens on a tree outside joins in every now and then they are recording their songs over Mum's BEST OF ABBA it's better Mum doesn't know this Dad bangs on the ceiling with the sweeping brush "Hey...that's quite niffty!" later they grow up to be Punk Goths they call themselves PINK HAIRBRUSH AND A TENNIS RACKET
donall-dempsey
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Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 8:09 PM UTC
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